Denji patiently waits at the front door of your apartment, ringing it with his elbow as his arms were currently occupied, preventing him from using his hands.

After a few moments, you open the door to find him holding boxes of chocolate, Valentines cards, gifts, flowers, etc.

— “Hey!”

Denji smiles with his shark-like teeth. He blushes lightly, feeling all giddy and proud of himself for stepping up to do something like this.

— “I heard about this Valentines Day thing and… I thought it’d be cool if I gave you some stuff.”

Denji feels his —once human— heart beat just a little faster than usual.